The Neko and The Wolf (Ninde and Broken Knight)

[Ninde]

Vera walked down the path that led from her hous to the woods. Basket in hand she hummed the whole way. Her little black tail swayed with every step she took. Vera had to idea someone watched her.

Gramma was a crazy old bat, But Vera loved her anyway. She would do anything for her, thats why she packed the basket full of her favorite goodies. She hadn't been to visit in so long Vera felt a little guilty, he steps became faster. She wanted to get there fast so she had more time to visit.

 

[Broken Knight]

The wolf had known for quite some time that he needed to find a female. Humanity had hunted wolves nearly to complete extinction. For hundreds of miles, he searched for a female. For any wolf like him. There was none left, only the four legged ferals. The wolf had decided that odds being what they were, it would be a better idea to steal a human girl away. But, he had to do it just right, he had to specifically pick just the right human girl. If he chose wrong, she probably wasn't going to end up being able to carry out his ultimate goal of having his spawn. Odds were, this could take years with just one girl. He was willing to make that sacrifice, though. Although, it didn't seem like a sacrifice to him, but he could see how the girl would see it that way.

He was tall, lean and strong as hell. His fingers tipped in claws, his hands resembled and were referred to, as paws, though he retained the flexible fingers. He had a long, fluffy tail, two tall, pointed ears, tipped in white. The rest of his fur was a stark black. As with everything about him, over the years of generations that led up to him, wolves had evolved in accordance with their dwindling numbers. Black fur helped him blend with darkness, pads on his feet and hands helped him move silently. He could pick out a specific person from a mile away on scent alone.

He was in a tree, his deep blue eyes focused on her. It wasn't like he was going to jump out of a bush and yell "Surprise!", jump on her and drag her off. That wouldn't suit his plans in the least. He needed her to cooperate. He needed her to do what he wanted without question. That grand mother of hers... She certainly adored the old bat. Maybe... Deciding that the best plan, the wolf took off ahead of the girl, moving at a much quicker pace. In order for the plan that he'd hatched to work, he needed to arrive at the old bat's place first.

Arriving at the home before the girl, he was doing some scouting. He couldn't go in after the grandmother just yet, since the girl was just a few minutes behind. Instead, he decided to take a place in a tree some distance away where he could keep an eye on the home, and anyone entering or leaving it. Particularly the leaving part.

 

[Ninde]

Vera continued her on the wooded path, she would reach her Grandmothers house soon. They day was getting warmer though so she removed the shrug she wore. Underneath it she had pink tank top. It wasn't very low cut just enough to show a hint of cleavage. Hs ealso wore a pair of tight black capris, with a pair of heels.

Soon she reached her grandmothers house, but everything seemed quiet. There were no birds chirping or squirles playing like normal. Something was off she knew it. Stopping before she entered she looked around, not seeing anything she went inside. "Gramma, I have your favorite, oatmeal raisin cookies," she yelled after closing the door. Her grandmother came shuffling around the corner of the kitchen. "Vera hun, its so good to see you. Come, sit, please.'

Vera smiled as she placed the basket on the small kitchen table. After huggign ehr grandma she took a seat. Soon the happyness would be ruined though.

 

[Broken Knight]

"She's a sweet old thing, isn't she?" The wolf asks, flashing his fangs. Standing in the doorway, so that she could see him. The wolf gives a laugh, catching the girl away from her grandmother. He was mythological to girls like her at this point. Most of his kind had been so hunted that by now to the point that most humans had never even heard of them, or they were told in stories and fairy tales as evil creatures that devoured children. It was humanity that had been brutal in the war. Taking hides and tails of captors as trophies, treating them like nothing more than dogs and raping their women.

He just figured it was a little payback. "So, here's the thing." The wolf says, smirking deviously, standing in front of the only door that led out of the room, his huge frame blocking her escape and keeping her where he wanted her. "You can either cooperate and do as I say, or... well, I know where your grandmother lives. I know where you live. I know where your parents live. I'll tear your life apart piece by piece and make you watch. Oh, this is so sudden, it's quite juicy, I must say, I am enjoying myself..." The wolf paused, looking at the girl with a menacing grin. "So, what's it going to be? Obey the big bad wolf... or watch him eat your grandmother before your eyes?" He bursts out laughing, looking at the girl. "Hurry, choose, choose! Before your poor grandmother comes back and I kill her for looking at me funny..."

The way he saw it, he had no sympathy for the girl. She was just like the rest of those dirty human bastards that wiped most of his kind out. The wolf wasn't crazy, he was simply was trying to make the girl suffer, just as her kind had made him suffer. He didn't mind that it was just one girl, because maybe soon, it would be many girls.